Nanotechnology Gifts

'Excuse me, where's the nanotechnology department?' - 'You just trod on it.'

'Do you have it in a smaller size?'

'Its simple: we're the nanotechnology department.'

"Nathan, looks like your nanotechnology stock paid a nano dividend."

"Well, we've finally miniaturized this device as much as is practical. Time to make it big again."

'Okay, nanobots, our primary mission is to clean out this guy's arteries. But while we're here I can't see any harm in also building him a nice pair of man-breasts...'

Nano a nano

Hydrogen nucleus seeks single portion for possible fusion. . . to share conversations on nanoparticle tracking.

"You've got your corner office, so what more do you want?"

'The wheel was great, but what have you done for me lately?'

"Is this to make me feel bad for not getting you that laptop?"

Pounding speeds up the computer.

'You forget, I'm a blackbelt in powerpoint.'

The Future: "Sorry, but I have to show you an ad now."

"There's no such thing as 'bad publicity'." "All traffic is good traffic."

"I wonder if A.I. will inevitably become as tired and depressed as we are."

Lynching on social media

"My granddaughter's first words to me were 'OK, Boomer.' I have no idea what that even means."

"Welcome to the future"

The Anti-Agent

"My email is down... talk to me."

"My older self travels back just to remind me to put the cap back on this pen?"

Robot Parts $5

"This isn't exactly what I had in mind when I told you to go outside and play."

'The check is in the email attachment.'

Robots search for people's personal information in the cloud.

'I remember when you used to look for answers using your astute powers of deduction.'

In the Guru District

'My penmanship has really improved since I got a laser printer.'

"Her first word was 'paparazzi'. "

"It's almost 5 o'clock! Where the hell is my vodka app?!"

"The good old days of eating the washing off the line are all gone methinks: The farmer has bought an electric dryer..."

Computer Room.

Bob encounters one of the bugs in the Jean Paul Sartre fan website.

Polly txt speak